Delaney talks to statues   As she dances ?round the pool   She chases cats through Roman ruins   And stomps on big toadstools      She speaks a language of her own   That I cannot discover   But she knows, I love her so   When I tuck her ?neath the covers      Father, daughter   Down by the water   Shells sink, dreams float   Life?s good on our boat      Delaney draws me pictures   She finger paints the sand   We chase the dogs and hop like frogs   Then I do my bad handstand      She?s growin? up too fast for me   And askin? lots of questions   Some I know the answers to   And some I?m lookin? for suggestions      Father, daughter   Born by the water   Surf?s up, sun?s down   Life in a beach town      And some of the things I?ve seen   Maybe she won?t have to see   But there?s a lot I want to pass along   That was handed down to me      Delaney talks to statues   As she dances ?round the pool   She chases cats through Roman ruins   And stomps on big toadstools      She speaks a language of her own   Just a little like her mother   And she knows, I love her so   When I tuck her ?neath the covers      Father, daughter   Down by the water   Shells sink, dreams float   Life?s good on our boat   Shells sink, dreams float   Life?s good on our boat